⁴ "Show me, O LORD, my life's end
       and the number of my days;
       let me know how fleeting is my life.

⁵ You have made my days a mere handbreadth;
       the span of my years is as nothing before you.
       Each man's life is but a breath.
       Selah

Psalms 39:4-5

I’m not going to waste my holiday by waking up late and rotting around outside or at home anymore. It’s time to get on to more serious work.

I feel so accomplished because I’ve finished half of my programme notes. I was so devastated last night because Microsoft Word ate up one of my paragraphs which I spent 45 minutes refining. I had to do it all over again because my ageing brain couldn’t remember the latest version. I know what information I want to include, but I have so much trouble expressing it coherently. But on the bright side, spending the past week researching has made me enjoy the pieces more.

I’ve been using time as wisely as possible, preparing for next week’s mission trip and next year’s church stuff (which I don’t think I can type out here).

I still don’t know what to spend January doing. Either stay home, get a job, or join SYFC’s project serve, which is probably the best option. The problem is that I don’t know anyone else who’s going for it. I’m the only one who took O levels this year in church, not counting the sec 3 higher Chinese people. Sigh.. no one to drag along.